Volume 10, Chapter 3 [Seaside Altar]

Harakura came to the top of the mountain behind Kongwen Temple and cast a spell again. I saw him open his mouth and spit out a flame, this flame was not physical, it was bright green, like a ghost fire, suspended three feet in front of him.

"Soul Chaser!" As Yuan Kong pointed out, the ghost fire suddenly rushed into the sky with a thud, and then released green light waves, which quickly expanded.

At this moment, the spirit of the original void was highly concentrated, and almost everything around him could be seen.

The green light wave was still spreading, and finally after a quarter of an hour, in the southeast direction, there was a little abnormality, a red point of light appeared, flashed three times in a row, and quickly disappeared.

"Found it!" Yuan Kong immediately retracted the ghost fire, remembered the direction, calculated the distance, and suddenly shouted violently, and directly slashed his arm into the air, and a spatial force burst out, tearing a crack hard, and then the whole person stepped in.

Inside the crack, there is a chaotic world, and there is only a tunnel formed by a beam of light in front of it, and the original void is constantly shuttling in the tunnel.

The top of the mountain behind Kongwen Temple is about five or six hundred miles away from the location of the Yuan Soul, and at this time, through the space shuttle ability of the Yuan Ying Monk, the time to travel has been greatly shortened.

After a stick of incense, in a desolate beach location, when his divine sense sensed that there was no one within a mile of the surrounding area, the original sky split the space again, and a crack appeared, and then he stepped out of it, and immediately reined in his own breath.

When you come to the soft sand, you can hear the sound of the tide.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

About ten miles away, there was a sound similar to the beating of drums, as well as firelight, and there were many mortal breaths and the breath of some monks, and the cultivation of these monks was below the knot.

Yuan Kong simply incarnated as a mortal, a typical fisherman, and deliberately used the appearance of old age, and then walked towards the location where the movement came from.

The closer he got to that place, the more he could feel the breath of the Yuan Soul. He could feel that the other party's Yuan Soul seemed very weak, and he didn't know if it was torture or other reasons.

More than ten miles of road was under his feet, but in the blink of an eye, he soon saw an altar, a tall altar.

The sudden appearance of such an altar in a seaside fishing village is indeed unbelievable, and it should not have appeared at all.

The height of the altar reached three zhang, and there was a deep well in the middle, which emitted a strange aroma.

On either side of the altar door stood two tall stone statues of demons, with green fangs, eyes closed, arms folded over their chests, as if in a deep sleep. _o_m

There was a circle of men and women dancing a ritual dance, neither old nor children, all young men and women, dancing hand in hand, and wearing very little on their bodies, but their skin was covered with strange patterns of various colors, all kinds of demon faces, all kinds of gestures, and all kinds of incomprehensible words, etc.

Many old people held or pulled children, and stood ten feet away from the altar to watch, their expressions a little numb.

Yuan Kong took the opportunity to condense his spiritual power and blow a breath, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and even brought some seawater, causing a gust of wind and rain, and the crowd suddenly panicked, and he just took the opportunity to sneak into these mortals.

"Quiet!" One after another, more than a dozen Qi Cultivators and Foundation Building Monks flew over with magic weapons, and then fell, with an extra long whip in their hands, and began to whip at everyone, making these mortals tremble and quickly quieted down.

Yuan Kong did not deal with these monks, nor did he save these mortals, from the eyes of these mortals, he only saw submission and numbness, no will to resist, such a life is inferior to ants.

After the whipping, the gust of wind and rain just now also ended quickly, and the ceremony continued.

"Help me...... His Holiness...... Save me......" Seeing the abbot's Yuan Soul, he let out a wail and reached Yuankong's ears, but he was still unmoved.

The young men and women danced again, and the atmosphere rose again, and one of the Tsukiji nuns, accompanied by the two Tsukiji men, came to the side of the deep well inside the altar gate, glanced at the depths inside, and said, "More blood sacrifices are needed, more youthful vitality......

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Volume 10 Chapter 3 [Seaside Altar]

The monk then grabbed several pairs of men and women from the young men and women who were dancing around, and first cut the necks of one of them, and let their blood gush out and fall into the well.

Within a moment, the men and women had collapsed, and there was no more blood.

Then came the next couple, and although the men and women behind them were terrified and trembling, none of them expressed resistance, or even begged for mercy.

"Venerable...... He who...... Save...... Save...... I'm ......" The cry for help from the Yuan Soul who saw and heard it became weaker and weaker, and Yuan Kong confirmed that there was no longer an existence of the same level as the Yuan Infant Monk in this vicinity, so he decided to make a move.

Whoosh ......

Several beads of shimmering purple light in a row suddenly shot out from the surrounding mortal bushes.

"How daring!"

"Who?"

"Look for death!"

The next moment, these shouts and scolding stopped abruptly, and they were all penetrated by beads, and the whole person softened and fell to the ground.

Then, the other monks roared angrily, and they all summoned their magic weapons to attack the crowd where the original sky was.

But those beads that had just penetrated their companions turned around again and penetrated them, and the magic weapon flew halfway, lost contact with its master, and was directly suspended in the air, swaying back and forth, losing its spirituality.

Eventually, the few remaining monks knew they were in trouble and fled. Some set up magic weapons to escape simply and quickly, while others threw special talismans, causing them to instantly turn into a bird and fly away with their wings. Others use earth or water techniques to dive into the ground or the sea, and escape directly with the help of these terrains.

Yuan Kong effortlessly killed them one by one, and it was easy for Yuanying Monks to kill these low-level monks.

The original sky returned to its original form, and all the mortals around him knelt down, shouting the commonplace words of the Bodhisattva's apparition.

Looking at these mortals around him who worshipped him, he felt a wave of irritability for no reason, and he found himself more and more bored with these humble beings, especially the way they were slaughtered just now, and he wanted to crush them.

However, out of the cultivation and ancestral teachings of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Yuan Kong still pretended to be modest and saluted these mortals with his hands together.

An enchantment was laid that instantly erased the altar from the eyes of mortals, and at the same time made these mortals want to leave this place, so they fled from this place in twos and threes, and soon the fishing village was abandoned and became quiet.

Coming to the deep well in the altar, Yuan Kong frowned, held back the bloody breath that came to his nose, looked at the well, and found that there was actually a huge eyeball soaked in it, this eyeball was constantly sucking the blood of the mortals who had just been enshrined, and every time he sucked it, it seemed that this eyeball would regain a bit of strength.

"Venerable...... Venerable Primordial Void...... Save me......" The voice of the Yuan Soul came again, and Yuan Kong simply exerted his spiritual power, turned into a huge palm, and directly grabbed the huge eyeball in the well, and this eyeball suddenly erupted into a fierce fluctuation, as if it was about to eat people.

After looking carefully, Yuan Kong found that in the depths of the pupils of the eyeballs, it was the Yuan Soul who had seen and heard.

"See, you may not be able to save it, why don't you tell me everything you know, and I'll give you a good time." Hara Kong found that this eyeball was an evil thing, and it was an unknown evil thing, and if he wanted to rescue the Yuan Soul who saw and heard from it, he wanted to kill this eyeball, but after killing it, the Yuan Soul of Seeing and Hearing also collapsed.

After hearing this, he cried frantically: "No, you can't do this, I have done my best for the Ten Thousand Buddhas, you can't do this to me, as long as you ...... Just find me a body in the flesh, and I'll ...... I might be able to take it away."

"Your primordial spirit has been destroyed, only a wisp of the primordial soul remains, and it will hardly succeed in seizing it, and it will be killed by me, but it is just a military solution, you can still be reincarnated, why are you obsessed?" Hara said coldly.

Seeing this, he laughed out loud, laughing very sadly, and said while laughing, "To put it lightly, how many lifetimes does it take to be reincarnated to be enlightened? Maybe after that, I will sink into the world forever, suffering from life and death, and I don't want to suffer from this reincarnation, so I would rather die and die." After speaking, he controlled the huge eyeballs and directly released a blood light impact, spreading towards the original sky. Initial update @.

Volume 10 Chapter 3 [Seaside Altar]